My Friends Are My Estate.

My Life Closed Twice Before Its Close

In This Short Life That Only Lasts Ah Hour How Much-how Little-is Within Our Power.

Saying Nothing... Sometimes Says The Most.

Forever Is Comprised Of Nows.

When We Think Of His Lone Effort To Live And Its Bleak Reward, The Mind Turns To The Myth "for His Mercy Endureth Forever," With Confiding Revulsion.